it's friday night-i had plans to go out. it's better that it's not happening, since i would have had 3 whole dollars to spend at the bar. no joke. michelle is busy and i didn't feel like calling anybody else. tomorrow i'm going out for sure, since i should have money by then. mike's in baltimore and i'm still disappointed in him. i hate being disappointed with people. it's a mixture of sadness, anger, and disbelief that's so hard to shake. he didn't cheat on me, but he fucking lied, and he doesn't see the wrong in it. that's the worst part.
i'm so excited to go see mymason. it's going to be so great. 6 days, but really 5, of good times with my best friend.
i'm about to make really awesome brownies for diner, partake in some extra curricular activities, put borat on in the back ground, and fold/hang laundry.
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